ticktock 3.7.21
it’s like the gears of a clock
never stopping
always moving
until it just stops
silence, still
for a moment
we see time frozen
click
back to the grind
in circles and circles
it goes, never ending
when will it stop again
make it stop
these thoughts
overwhelming
tick
tock
tick
tock
and deadly silence
again..
{herwords b.l.}
9/17/2020
This is my confession
I’m scared to death
Shaking so bad
I can’t eat or sleep
I’m nervous
Anxious
I don’t want you to know
I don’t want you to go
This is my confession
I’d do anything
Without a doubt
I’ll take the bullet
Does this mean anything
I wish I knew.
This is my confession
Im longing for you.
(herwords b.l.)
9/16/2020
The only thing that feels
Takes your mind to another place
To feel the edge of the blade
Your mind is focused for a time
You think of nothing
Other than the sharpness
You see nothing except a line
The blood drips down
Nothing but arousal from the pain
You’re not numb anymore
You finally feel something
It powers all else
You can’t stop
You try to fight those demons
But they get longer and deeper
More powerful than the first
But you know it won’t be the last
(herwords b.l.)
9/15/ 2020
It’s at night
when all is quiet
that the mind wanders.
The thoughts go
round and round.
All you can do,
is close your eyes
and hope your soul
will rest.
And when everything goes dark,
all you can do
is pay attention
to your mind.
As you breathe out
the moments of
every emotion,
you allow
silence to enter
your soul,
even if
your mind
is screaming.
(herwords b.l.)
9/14/20
It’s like screaming
when you can’t make a sound
Searching for the answer
not knowing the equation
Touching the water
yet your hands are dry
It’s like racing to the edge
And you’re going in circles
Sitting in the clouds
With nothing pulling you down
Typing every word
then a blank page prints
It’s like a perfect world
in a painted picture
Ice cubes falling in a cup
immediately turning to water
Cars going so fast
at one mile per hour
It’s like the first hit
of a morning cigarette
Listening to the lyrics
but all you hear is the bass
Looking beneath you
seeing a film of your past
It’s like breathing
deep down in the ocean
Crying hard
shedding no tears
Taking one last breath
never to wake up again.
(herwords b.l.)
7.1.2020
These hands tremble
My voice is cracking
I’m breaking with
Every tear running down my face
Some day will come
When I won’t be here
Would that matter
Will they even care
How do I get back up
Where do I even go
The second hand
Beating faster and faster
My legs shake
My body collapses
What is the point
Where is my purpose
My heart is shattered
My soul is numb
{herwords b.l.}
4.5.2020
3 am thoughts, killing me.
The agony of waking up,
dreading that first intake of air.
The exhaust of the previous night,
lingering on her face.
The dried tears from the demons
in that nightmare.
The fake good mornings
and words typed out.
The clock ticking away,
as each minute drags.
The pain that staggers
with every thought.
What in this life is worth living for?
{herwords b.l.}
3/4/2020
The water pours I hear nothing
The thoughts running in my mind
I think I’m going insane
I take a deep breath and let it sink in
I need to feel this, something
It caresses my body
This isn’t what I wanted
Why can’t I get away
I close my eyes
It trickles down
I come back to reality
Save me, if I can’t save myself
{herwords b.l.}